Ode on a Grecian urn

The neon lights glowed half past three, But my eyes still glued to the TV screen. Weary and teary, I just can’t stop, Greek is better than Britney Spears’ pop. One after another, the tapes keep rollin’ Let the episodes carry on showin’. Casey’s hot, Rachel’s a bitch, Cappie leaves me in a stitch. Spitter’s [...]